Off to Oregon Pinot Camp for the weekend.
Yeah, that’s right. Camp.
Are you done snickering?
3 days, who knows how many wines, …
and 200+ wine nerds, er professionals, from around the country.
A full report when I get back.

  France is still it for value. You just have to know where to look, or who to ask, but I have a cellar stocking weapon. Direct imports (ah, my favorite words). These wines are different than other cheap wines, because they aren’t cheap. I am consistently awed by selections of character-driven French and Spanish […]

  I don’t understand how any one could NOT loveGordon Ramsay. Then I watched Hell’s Kitchen. That show is awful; it’s nothing like his BBC show! In his BBC show, Ramsay spends one week at a flailing restaurant, whipping it into shape.
  Yeah, he’s an asshole. He breaks down cocky line cooks into mush, only […]

bolditalic is one of those websites to view every couple of days, great commentary on current events, wine, and….well, stuff I like. This little ditty’s about a study done in London, with shocking results.
Here’s the link because I can’t fricking figure out how to insert a trackback. A little help?
French Waiters snobby? Mais non! C’est […]

And now, a Seinfeld moment…
  Soooo…what’s up with those Tully’s ads? There are all these billboards around Seatle about "getting your 3:21 fix" to combat the "post-lunch coma, afternoon blahs, (and) severe Isit5yetitis." You can enter the wake-up call. That means, every day at 3:21pm they will email you to remind you to come […]

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  I am proud(?) to say that I have an entire shelf of mustard in my refrigerator: the obvious basic yellow, stone ground, Chinese, Dijon-frenchie, and my special tarragon…that’s five right there. And that’s barely subsisting, on a mustard plane–I hoard many more.
  My pa had a jar of this Ken’s Sweet & Hot Mustard […]

I saw Mondovino last week just before I jetted out of town. Those quirky, stubborn Frenchmen just tugged at my heartstrings. What a contrast to the creepy, unabashedly capatalistic (Proustian, even) Mondavis.
But one of the criticisms I kept hearing about the movie, before I saw it, was the way that Lassiter portrayed some of his […]

HE “I’ll have a double Belvedere Martini, straight up with 4 olives.” (note: no please included)
SHE “Sure.”
HE “Belvedere’s the best. It’s the smoothest. I don’t drink anything else”
SHE The bar wench pours a perfectly frothy shaker full of Skyy into a glass with his shiskabob of garnish. “Whatever you say Kocheese. That’ll be $16.00.”
HE (takes […]

My grandfather died last week-on Memorial Day. He was old, not very mobile, and never stopped missing my Nana who died years before. He was a World War II veteran that would have been pissed to see a flag next to his name in the obits. He didn’t like talking about THE war–you had to […]